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Assasination by poem, if it were possible, would be a fitting end for my father.

 The Iambic pentameter what done it Guv -

 A cunning plan for the perfect crime - read a poem where the rhythm is SO powerful it accelerates the beat of the heart

 Therapy in testimony?

What my mother did for me

I was born and she died

What my step-mother did for me

Took my father to task for calling me a pigs arse

Stopped my father stealing my leather jacket

Called herself my mother

What my father did for me - that's a toughie 

And society thinks I should respect that?

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